Martial Law歌词

[00:00.00]Martial Law
[00:09.00]And the flag was still there
[00:14.00]Waving on while we dance...
[00:20.00]Boosting the bass volume to a deaf range
[00:23.00]Crackin' a bottle of champagne
[00:25.00]They exchanged lyrical gratifications verbalized in the form of a toast
[00:28.60]It's gonna take Martial Law
[00:32.80]Curfew ain't gonna get it
[00:33.00]It's gonna take Martial Law
[00:36.00]We're used to funkin' after hours
[00:38.00]It's gonna take Martial Law
[00:41.00]Curfew ain't gonna get it
[00:43.00]It's gonna take Martial Law
[00:46.00]We're used to funkin' after hours
[00:47.80]Funk is dead is what they said
[00:49.00]While sittin' 'round cheatin' at pool—smooth
[00:52.00]Bags baggin' and they weren't braggin'
[00:54.50]To tell the truth they were lookin' real cool
[00:57.00]They were choked up tight in their white on white
[00:58.00]Cocoa brown fronts were down
[01:00.00]They wore candy striped ties hangin' down to their flies
[01:04.00]Sported gold dust crowns
[01:06.00].......
[01:24.00]Before I shrivel up and die
[01:26.00]Let me tell you a little story 'bout the FBI
[01:28.00]The CIA, LAPD of the USA
[01:33.00]Ask 'em why I list 'em
[01:35.00]Talkin' 'bout that system
[01:37.00]Let us take a look and see what's up today
[01:42.00]They're takin' away the rights from the people, that's wrong
[01:44.00]What did King say "Can't we get along?"
[01:47.00]Beat down by the man whose check he paid
[01:50.00]Stacey Koons was just a drop
[01:53.30]In the bucket full of wicked cops
[01:56.00]No fire hose could wash that blood away
[02:18.00]It was the fifteenth frame of a straight pool game and they all stood diggin' the play
[02:22.00]With an idle shrug they suddenly dug a strange cat movin' their way
[02:27.00]He was a medium built cat with a funny type hat
[02:30.00]Looked about five years old he wore a messed up ****
[02:32.60]He needed a shine, he shivered as if he was cold
[02:36.00]Ah, but to all the other guys, they summized
[02:39.00]The dude was a motherfunkin' flunky
[02:40.60]But the well-trained eyes of how the mother ship flies
[02:43.00]You could tell the sucker was funky
[02:45.00]Homeboy grinned as the dude moved in
[02:48.00]Askin' had they seen the doc
[02:50.00]They said they hadn't seen him but heard he was fiendin'
[02:52.00]He had went to the studio to cop
[02:54.00]Ah, but if you got eyes coppin' size I can cop the P I'm in the flow
[02:58.40]LP's, CD's, cassettes and 8-tracks all good to go
[03:03.00]But you got to post bail, my man's wholesale,
[03:06.00]He's the only connect I know
[03:08.00]Flash me some bread the brother said
[03:10.00]Freeze here while I go score
[03:12.00]Well I got the bread but I'm leary, he said
[03:15.00]I'm playin' with the big band you know
[03:17.20]Homey had plans to burn the man, to take his money and blow
[03:21.00]But then he hesitated, ah cuz he had underestimated
[03:26.00]Now he's got to do the real show
[03:29.00]He said I can cop a piece on a small time lease
[03:31.30]You don't have to put up no ends, find you a stump to fit your rump
[03:35.70]I'll sure back in ten
[03:37.00]Ah, but as the brother stepped off up crept another brother
[03:40.60]Yo grab yourself a stick
[03:43.00]Said the little man I'm not a throw off worse yet I'm a show-off
[03:45.00]As he chalked and broke the ***** with his D**K
[03:47.30]Runnin' the three the five the seven and twelve
[03:50.00]Blood said yo mama and the fifteen fell
[03:52.00]With combinations of English and bankin'
[03:53.50]He cued up to break rack three
[03:56.00]Yo, lookin' over his bridge past the ball to the figure near the wall
[04:00.00]Strokin' his stick, sayin' hold my thing while I go P
[04:03.00]It's gonna take Martial Law
[04:06.00]Curfew ain't gonna get it
[04:08.00]It's gonna take Martial Law
[04:11.00]We're used to funkin' after hours (repeat)
[04:13.00]It's gonna take Martial Law
[04:15.00]Curfew ain't gonna get it
[04:17.00]It's gonna take Martial Law
[04:19.00]We're used to funkin' after hours
[04:22.00]Taking the cue from the man in view
[04:24.00]He followed him into out of sight
[04:26.00]Where upon he paused or rather he stopped
[04:29.00]Pressin' the rewind then play on the beat box
[04:31.00]The funk was a phony, a fake and a fraud, bootleg copies to boot
[04:35.00]Not funk with a P on it but funk with a 3 on it
[04:38.00]Now comes the time to salute
[04:40.50]He says here's to beggin' duplicatin' and bootleggin'
[04:42.00]Here's to the funk on which I'm high
[04:45.00]The man made a pass, flashed a gold colored badge and said here's to I'm the FBI
[04:49.30]Homeboy grinned as he said my friend
[04:51.70]You want to make an example out of me
[04:53.00]Cuz I stole a little funk and I sold a little bunk funk
[04:56.40]Some pervert rapes your daughter and goes free
[04:59.00]The man said with a grin, that's not why you lose and I win
[05:03.00]If you're gonna steal the funk steal the motherfunkin' P!
[05:06.00]........
[05:26.30]It's gonna take Martial Law
[05:28.00]Curfew ain't gonna get it
[05:30.00]It's gonna take Martial Law
[05:32.30]We're used to funkin' after hours
[05:35.00].........